FountainandFairfax
in a VAN down by the RIVER
I'm glad it's September and will be cooling down.
You got that right, lily.
I'm glad it's September and will be cooling down.
Who, by you or other people? I can think of times where I have held myself to those standards. Like a job for example, I have felt to make up for my social inadequacies I have to excel at everything else.* Like that I need to max out all my other stats to compensate for that.
I feel the opposite is true for the rest of the world though. They see me try to maneuver social interactions, and expect very little out of me. In my head it makes sense to work hard to make up for my weaknesses, but through the eyes of someone else I imagine it would be reason to lower expectations. "Poor guy is struggling through small talk, he mustn't be very bright." At least for me, I feel pity much more often than raised expectations from others.
*I usually conclude this to be a bad route to go down. It's like giving a car with no wheels a kick-*** paint job. It's nice and all, but I figure focusing on getting some wheels on the car would do more good than improving the other features.
I feel the opposite is true for the rest of the world though. They see me try to maneuver social interactions, and expect very little out of me. In my head it makes sense to work hard to make up for my weaknesses, but through the eyes of someone else I imagine it would be reason to lower expectations. "Poor guy is struggling through small talk, he mustn't be very bright." At least for me, I feel pity much more often than raised expectations from others.
A cold both nostrils blocked. Can only breath through my mouth. Eyes so watery I can't keep them open.
A fistful of HTFU
It's mostly by others in my case, like I can't have the normal faults that everyone else has because I have social phobia.
My family (mother's side) is very hard-working and resilient, so my anxiety has always been viewed as laziness and weakness by them, regardless of what they claim. My father's side of the family is much more laid-back in that way and I definitely take after them. My mother's side is always trying to stump me with questions concerning social phobia (well you can do this, so why not that?) and I'm constantly scrutinized if I don't do cartwheels when asked to help with something (particularly with fool's errands or busy-work). My brother, who's had addiction problems, gets prescriptions, re-hab, doctor's visits etc.. But his issues take after that side of the family, so they understand it. Meanwhile, I just get suspicion and thinly-veiled resentment over my SA since they can't relate.
Don't get me wrong, I've been provided for extremely well, but borrowing you car analogy, it's like they're always offering to fix my brakes when I don't even have tires.
I can relate to that, and it has been a determinant factor in what I have become, but against all odds not necessary in a bad way. When I finally managed to gather enough self esteem to decide to do something my life, I knew no one expected me to become anything but some low life loser, so I chose my path according to what I really wanted and I went completely off road.
I'm due to become a father soon to twins within the next few weeks and I'm paralysed by fear and anxiety because I can't ask for help on buying a car. Everyone in my family thinks I'm not bothered but it seems they don't know me at all to know I find it difficult to ask for help. I wish they can reach out to me but I can't. Some role model I will be for my kids
So I got the car. I took a refresher lesson. But I'm not driving yet.
But to completely shake me up, our taxi was in an accident today and for a moment, I thought about the worst case scenario for my wife and children in the taxi with me and I thought if that did happen, I would not be able to live with myself. I feel rubbish atm, I wish I didn't have the fear of family engulfing me.
Been binge listening to Alan Watts on youtube